THE THINKING MAN’S GAME

The Wall Street Journal came up with a fascinating fact last week when their research of 30 MLB teams uncovered that only 26 people on big league rosters — including managers — graduated from college.

That number is staggering if you think about it… less than one person in every clubhouse has a college degree. The highwater mark for a big league club is the Oakland A’s, with a whopping three college graduates and seven members of the lineup who at least attended college.

When you think about managers and head coaches in professional sports, you automatically think of someone that is a capable leader, motivator, and tactician. Yet when you boil down these numbers, many of the game’s best managers and its smartest players, and incredibly uneducated.

I don’t think a college degree makes you any more qualified to coach or play baseball than if you’ve only graduated from high school, but there is something about the academic experience in college that helps prepare you for life. It’s not all that surprising when you see some of the decisions professional athletes make in their personal lives and with their finances that they lack proper schooling.

More interestingly, I’ve always been curious about the thought process of managers and players. Often times when you see a baserunner go half-way on a flyball between 2nd and 3rd instead of tagging up, you think it’s a person with a lack of baseball IQ. Now it could simply be someone who is undereducated. When you question a manager’s decision to keep a pitcher in to face a left-handed batter when a situational lefty is warm in the bullpen, is it because he’s playing a hunch and using his “managers intuition,” or is it simply because he doesn’t truly understand the statistical evidence that supports making a pitching change?

As much as the book Moneyball was panned when it came out by “old school” baseball men, the fact that the game of baseball (at least on the field and in the dugout) is so incredibly undereducated compared to other elite professionals should not go unnoticed. It’s no surprise that when a group of players and decision-makers are hit with an entirely new basis for thought, one that they probably don’t fully grasp academically, they tend to do everything in their power to refute it. We’ve all done it at one time or another. Whether it was in college when a calculus professor might as well have been speaking a foreign language or when you were trying to truly understand what the hell Immanuel Kant was writing about for that philosophy essay. We dismissed the exercise as something silly, something we’d never need in life. What was the point?

But that’s precisely the point. Many of the intellectually challenging moments in life happened during college. If I didn’t have those experiences of complete and utter confusion and struggle, I’d probably never experience it anywhere else. Who would continue to work at a job where they had no clue what was going on? You’d either get fired or do something you could tolerate, right?

A final thought on education and sports: If I’m a Major League baseball player, I’d be incredibly embarrassed by this research. And if I’m a member of the MLBPA, I’d make it one of my first items on the offseason agenda — educating our union. Baseball doesn’t last forever and once you’ve left the diamond, the great majority of ballplayers will need to find a place in the workforce.

The lack of education might also help explain why baseball is in the dangerous post-steroids place that it is today. It’s no surprise that a widespread scandal where a lack of institutional control on all ends of the spectrum ended up corrupting the game and putting it in the precarious place that it now uncomfortably sits.

After all, they only taught Ethics in college.

TAKE THAT, SHAMWOW…

WELL, THAT WAS FUN…

cfthreeHogwarts Brazil celebrating their Quidditch Conferations Cup Title

So the US Men’s soccer team took their turn at center stage, advancing spectacularly (and with spectacular luck) to the finals of the FIFA Confederations Cup. We were told by many national publications that this was a big deal, and obviously the storied history of the tournament (established in 1992 by Saudi Arabia, who called it the King Fahd Cup (clearly their marketing team did some research on global demographics), since renamed and called the Confederations Cup and only played every 4 years, etc.) made for some good theater when the Americans made their unexpected run.

Before talking about the disappointment of the championship match, it’s worth going back and recapping how the American actually found themselves with a chance at the title. Two weeks ago, the US opened play in the tournament and got absolutely dusted by Italy, losing 3-1 in a game that wasn’t nearly that close. The Italians had 10 corner kicks to America’s one, and America’s Tim Howard, who spent much of the championship bracket standing on his head in nets made 6 saves to Italy’s 3.

(Action packed, I know…)

The American’s followed up that loss with another no-show performance, losing to Brazil 3-0 and essentially putting the entire team’s roster spot in question. As a casual American soccer fan (which means I’ll watch soccer if football, baseball, basketball, hockey, softball, golf, boxing, and HBO is showing another terrible episode of that women’s detective agency show), it solidified the thought process that most casual sports fans have: We suck at soccer… and more importantly — the guys that we get to play soccer aren’t tough enough to hack it in any other sport.

dempseyHow can you question Clint Dempsey’s toughness?

Yet something miraculous happened last Sunday. For the US to have any chance at advancing in the tournament it had to beat Egypt by 3 goals and the World Cup champions Italy had to lose to Brazil by 3 goals. I won’t blatantly plagiarize what I read in this week’s Sports Illustrated (Joe Mauer on the cover… Very nice), but somehow it actually happened. Sure, the Egyptians lost because they got robbed by a bunch of hookers a few nights earlier (true), but finally our men’s soccer team — which has been shoved down our throats as something we should be proud of for years — actually did something clutch.

“All of the critics in America who said we were no good after losing to Italy and Brazil, let’s see what they say now,” striker Michael Bradley said after the game, clearly feeling a little chipper after burying his first goal of the tourney.

And just when I thought a stupid quote by the coaches kid would lose me forever as a US men’s soccer fan, defender Jonathan Bornstein said this. “It’s like that quote from ‘Dumb and Dumber:’ ‘So you’re telling me there’s a chance.’ That’s all we kept saying.”

dumb_and_dumber_xl_01Just when you think they couldn’t get any worse…

Advancing in the tournament meant the US had to play Spain, who apparently is pretty good. Even though the American were outshot 29-9, they triumphed over the Spaniards, winning 2-0, and drawing comparisons to the 1980 Olympic hockey team and the Miracle on Ice. (While the comparison couldn’t be any dumber or misguided, what shouldn’t be lost in all of this is that it was an incredible win.) They beat a team that had a 35-game unbeaten streak. It was the kind of win that draws casual fans like me in, people who don’t know the nuances of the game, but know our goalie is making incredible saves and our guys are hustling and our defenders are doing everything they can to stop the more talented team from winning. It was an American performance by a team that by every definition hadn’t been playing like America should.

“It goes to show what hard work and commitment to each other can bring,” goalkeeper Tim Howard said. “Sometimes soccer football is a funny thing.”

donovan-350You go and do something like that… and totally redeem yourself.

At halftime of the championship game, the US had a 2-0 lead. I actually stopped watching a Twins game to watch a soccer game, deciding that this would be something that a real sports fan should want to watch. I even texted a few other people about the game, telling them it’d be worth tuning in to watch. Another friend updated his facebook profile and said, “I don’t always watch USA Soccer, but when I do, I chose to drink Dos Equis.” We were all drinking the Kool-Aid.

And then, of course, we lost.

landon2nd Place is good enough… for now.

I probably will never be able to explain the intricacies of the “beautiful game” well enough to breakdown how our defense fell apart in those last 45 minutes. Yet as a sports fan, we all understood what was happening. Momentum is momentum in any sport, whether it soccer, football, basketball, hockey or baseball. When the US gave up that first one in under a minute, you knew immediately that we were in some kind of trouble. The final goal by Brazil on a corner kick finished off a miracle run that American soccer needed to legitimize itself. And in a way, the loss was better for the team than the victory. If the goal for American is to get to the top, a victory here would’ve been a false positive on a midterm exam. Nobody remembers Confederations Cups. There is the World Cup, there is the Olympics, and that is it.

And while I’ll never become attached to a sport where the best player on the field wheres black finger gloves to stay warm and the Brazillian goalie wears a neck warmer even though the high temperatures in Johannesburg were in the 60s, the US’s performance this week served notice that maybe our boys in shin pads have a chance to do us proud. There performance this week was a step in the right direction.